10.18 - I'll Carry My Cross
Early A.M. car
troubles. Still made it to church.
Rejoice through chagrin.
10.20 - Turning
Wood stove is quiet,
though just barely. Toes shiver -
Fall beckons the trees.
10.21 - Harnessed
Dad stands on the roof
of the garage he built with
his brain and two hands.
10.23 - Times Have Changed
I have a day bed -
two mattresses, but no friends.
Just soak up the dust.
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